hey ya'll... i f#*k!n hate Valentines! oh it s*cks! ...
bec..there's nobody to spend it with....
I hate my life.... 
oh by the way, i found this poem that i wrote in 8th grade for my english class while i was cleaning out my file today..check it out (its pretty dark, though... and sorry for the bad grammar...) :
R.I.P. By: Marie Blair Aviles
What a beautiful day, but not for him.
I always hear his hurtful hymn.
His suffering, his suffering, is he gonna die?
Please say no, its not yet the time.
I went to the hospital, I went to his room.
Asking him if his doing good.
He says "yes..", he says "no..", he just says "I don't know."
He ask me " Am I gonna die?
Please say yes I want some rest"
Then I told him "No, you're not, you gonna be fine."
Eventhough I know that his gonna die.
I asked him " Are you scared?"
He just says " I don't know."
I asked him why he doesn't know.
His reason is where he's gonna go...,
Is it in heaven or hell, no one knows.
A deafing silent came to the room as he fell asleep.
While me watching him preparing to leave.
Minute by minute, my heart is raising.
And a strong wind came blowing the curtain.
As I shut the window, I heard a long beep…
and he's gone.
I burst into tears, I kiss his hand, and as i say...
“Goodbye my friend, rest in peace." |